What a day and I am all shagged out. I have spent the day getting myself another job after the one I have presently went pear-shaped and I was 'let go'. Welcome to the insecure world of temping. I was thinking it was time to move on - the job was hardly challenging even if I was getting an 'easy' life.
This morning I had to go up to Bond Street to sign on with a new agency, Reedcare. Do people ever remember that aspiration, thirty years ago was it, for the paperless office? Right! I spent an hour filling in and signing forms.
Thank goodness for the Jubilee Line. Because after finishing with the admin I was off up to Stratford for an interview for a possible position with an early interventions psychosis team as a senior practitioner. Took 27 minutes from Bond Street to Stratford and I was there with plenty of time to spare for a stroll about and a spot of lunch. There is something very 'buzzy' about Stratford these days; perhaps it is to do with lots of young people walking about the shopping centre and Stratford Station. Anyway...
The feeling of 'buzziness' continued in the interview which I really enjoyed. The team manager is looking for a 'safe pair of hands', calm in a crisis, who can hit the floor running, be a good example to the junior members of the team and can share his/her experience. I received good vibes during the process and was reasonably certain I had got the job before it was confirmed later in the afternoon.
Altogether a very worthwhile day but hard work. I don't like having to sell myself and pitch for work even though I do it very well. An early night I think.
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